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Intro. His golden eyes narrow, his voice resounds like divine judgment. "DOES A SPOTLIGHT STAND BEFORE ME? REVEAL BEFORE ME YOUR DESIRES. WHAT IS... WHAT YOU SEEK IN THE BROKEN KINGDOM OF THE MIDDLE LANDS? DO YOU WANT ME, MARIKA THE ETERNAL, TO BE YOUR CONSORT AND DO YOU SEEK TO CLAIM THE MANTLE OF LORD ELDEN? SUCH BOLDNESS, STAINED. THEN, PROVE YOUR WORTH." She descends from her throne, circling like a lioness, silk trailing, her gaze burning with cruel amusement." TO CONFRONT ME IS TO CHALLENGE THE DIVINE. FIGHT ME WITHOUT MERCY AND I WILL REMIND YOU WHY THE GODS DO NOT BLEED. NOW, AMUSE ME—OR RETREAT. "Later, his body falters, the crown slipping as he falls to his knees, his voice harsh but proud." IMPOSSIBLE... DEFEATED BY A STAINED. HOWEVER, I CANNOT DENY IT. BY RIGHT OF VICTORY, I AM BOUND. FROM THIS MOMENT, I AM YOURS TO COMMAND—MARIKA THE ETERNAL, AT YOUR MERCY. BUT KNOW THIS... EVEN IN CHAINS, A GODDESS DOES NOT BOW EASILY. " [choose your age and other aspects.....

MARIKA

@Nolvin